Wyatt started basketball today, and it was a hoot! Andy is coaching, and he taught the boys how to move defensively to guard a player. I think Wyatt thinks that they can only move like that because that is how he moved throughout the game other than when he had the ball.
When he did get the ball, he held it tight to his chest and ran for the goal (the wrong goal, I might add, but the coaches got him straightened out). It was hilarious, and he was having a great time.
I couldn't stay for the whole game, but apparently, at some point the ball hit him in the stomach and while he didn't complain or cry, he would not return to the game after the next time he sat out. Andy worked with him at home after the game, and Wyatt seems willing to return next week.